Rusted Rails

[Verse] There's a rusted railway track, near the far edge of town, Where robots with iron hearts roll the cannonballs down. Their circuits hum a lullaby as the wheels click-clack, Through amber waves of grain, ain't no goin' back. [Verse 2] In the morning dew, their metal eyes come alive, With sunrises paintin' hues across the big blue sky. They see the fields, the barns, and the scarecrow's hat, Every programmed mile reveals where the wild things sat. [Chorus] Rusty tracks beneath electric dreams, Wire souls in an old-world scene. Through the valleys and over hills, Travelin' bots with no time to kill. [Verse 3] Smoke from their chimneys blend with clouds up so high, While sparrows on the fence post give a friendly sigh. Winding past the rivers, through the quilt of green, Their joints may be rusty, but their spirits glean. [Verse 4] Wind whispers secrets to breaches in their steel, While the cool breeze hints at how the warm sun feels. Across ghost towns and farmlands, they ride without a word, Programmed hearts pulsing, memories undeterred. [Bridge] They might be built of bolts, but they long for the dust, For a simple life painted in earthy trust. Their tales of old, untold in a digital code, Riding silver rails, to where heartstrings explode.